When the only five minutes I get to spend talking with him before I leave, he decides to spend talking to some girl who's prettier, (I'm sure sweeter), and who happens to have a nicer body than mine (not like mine isn't hard to beat)...and above all - he knows that I don't like her b/c she likes him. THAT'S what I love
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